You can't dodge, you can only carry it!

Qin Baihua understood what he should do almost instantly.

A strong necromantic aura gathered above his head, condensing into a small but high-quality black shield.

At the same time, the huge True Shadow behind him was blocking the black shield, wanting to reduce the power of the black thunder.

Qin Baihua didn't dare to slack off, he didn't know how terrifying the power of this black thunder was, after all, this move was made by the Fallen Ming King.

The black thunder was wrapped in a fierce aura, directly penetrating the true phantom, concentrating a little bombardment on the black shield, and indeed blocking a small part of the might.

When it was only a small part, there was still nearly eighty percent of the black thunder power that had penetrated into Qin Bohua's body.

In an instant, Qin Bohua's whole person was emitted with a fine black thunder snake, which looked very powerful and domineering, but his aura was depleted in a straight line at this moment.

The real power of this black thunder does not lie in the destructive power, but in the exhaustion of the opponent's breath, so it can pass through Qin Bohua's true phantom and black shield so easily, and even directly penetrate Qin Baihua's heavenly spirit cover, and directly slash at his spirit platform.

The Sea of Consciousness is a place that is more fragile than all places, and it is also a vital place for a true martial artist.

Qin Baihua, whose breath was greatly reduced, already had a hint of horror in his eyes, he knew that if he was to be hacked a few more times, he would become a waste, after all, he had no effective means of defense, although this black thunder would not kill him, but what was the difference between being split into a wasted person and dying?

"Senior!" Qin Baihua suddenly shouted, "I have no grudge against my predecessor in the past, and I have no enmity in the near future......"

However, before Qin Bohua's words were finished, the voice of vicissitudes of life came into his ears with terrifying coercion: "The deity has waited for tens of thousands of years, and finally waited for the pure yang body of Vajra, but I didn't want to be destroyed by your junior, you told the deity that there was no grudge in the past, and there is no grudge in the near future? Go die!"

Vajra Pure Yang ......

Qin Baihua didn't know about these things from the ancient period, and he didn't have time to think about them, because he had already seen a spear flying towards him, and the speed was so fast that money appeared almost instantly.

The gravitational magnetic field emitted by the spear was not as casual as it was in Lu Xuan's hands before, and the gravitational magnetic field that Qin Baihua felt at this moment even thought of the fighting qi in his body, and there was a faint trace of law power in the magnetic field, making him a target, and a dead target.

Whether it is the purgatory spear or the will power of this world, the power embodied in the hands of Lu Xuan and the hands of the fallen Ming King has a difference between heaven and earth.

In fact, it's not that Lu Xuan is a waste of firewood, but he didn't want this unstable small world to collapse, so he wouldn't use the rule power of the world's will too much, but Fallen Ming was different, he didn't have as many scruples as Lu Xuan.

Of course, it's too late to say all this now, because Lu Xuan is already dead, and the one who controls his body now is the Fallen Ming King.

"Senior, Rao ......"

Qin Baihua opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but before he finished speaking, the purgatory spear rushed in from the center of his eyebrows, invincible, directly between his eyebrows, a hole here, directly piercing his sea of consciousness.

A black illusory bead was pierced through Qin Baihua's brain by the tip of the Purgatory Spear.

This is the Necromantic Black Pill condensed by Qin Bohua through cultivation exercises, which is equivalent to the Inner Dan of the Demon Clan, but its power is much more fierce than the Demon Pill, after all, the Necromantic Breath and the Demon Qi are not the breath of the same realm.

The Fallen Ming King stretched out his hand to the void and made a move, holding the black pill in his hand, his eyes turned with a streamer, and he said in his heart: It's late, it's too late.

It could feel that the aura of this black pill was very similar to its own, and it could almost be regarded as an extension of its own breath, if it got this black pill while Lu Xuan was still alive, the Fallen Ming King would have absolute confidence to take Lu Xuan's body.

But now that Lu Xuan is dead, the Vajra Pure Yang Body has lost its activity, and it will not be long before it will be completely exhausted, and as for the fallen Ming King, the advent of this life will end here, and he can only wait for the next unlucky guy who cultivates the "Ming King Wheel Technique".

However, the Fallen Hades King knew that the exercise he created was listed as an "evil method" thousands of years ago, and it was quite demanding on the physical fitness of cultivators, and there were very few people who could really get started, and it was difficult to find suitable seedlings for cultivation in ancient times, let alone this era when spiritual energy was scarce.

Just as the Fallen Hades King was distracted, a mournful cry came from the black pill in his hand, and then he trembled violently, trying to break free from the shackles of the Fallen Hades King.

"Huh, want to go?"

The Fallen Hades sensed this aura fluctuation almost instantly, and his face was not wavering, and with the movement of his mind, he directly used the laws of space to lock it, so that he could not move.

Hei Dan struggled even more violently, but no matter how he struggled, it seemed that he couldn't escape the shackles of the palm of the fallen Hades.

The Fallen Hades King is not a good man and a woman, and he wanted to urge his mind to erase the consciousness in this black pill, but at this moment, an illusory figure came to his mind: "The boy who is full of evil spirits, how about making a deal with the old man?"

That's right, this voice is Tai Shi, Lu Xuan's body was hit so hard that Tai Shi had to wake up from his deep sleep.

And the ontology of Taishi is the "Taishi Yin Yang Sutra", tracing back to the source, his connection with Lu Xuan is not so closely connected, so he can survive the disaster.

Of course, it is impossible to say that there is no impact at all.

When the Fallen King heard the voice in his head, he instantly condensed his divine consciousness and rushed into the sea of consciousness in a grand manner.

At the moment when the Fallen Ming King's divine consciousness was silent, Lu Xuan's body was not supported, and he fell directly to the ground.

Whoosh.

Dozens of figures appeared out of thin air, and it was Wang Qingkong, Ling Haitang, Luo Yuxian and others who rushed out of the heart of the world.

Ling Haitang's figure turned sharply, he supported Lu Xuan, who was descending, and checked his pulse, and his face turned pale suddenly, because he couldn't feel any life.

Jiang Yu caught the banned black pill, turned his gaze to Ling Haitang, and asked, "How is it?"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on Ling Haitang's body, and seeing her pale face, everyone felt a strong sense of uneasiness in their hearts.

Ling Haitang didn't reply, his eyes turned to his father Ling Zhantian, who shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Although the secret method of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Demon Fox can give his life to others, the premise is that that person's cultivation must be weaker than his own, you look at Lu Xuan, is his cultivation weak?"

Hearing this, Ling Haitang's breath suddenly suffocated, and Lu Xuan's strength was far greater than that of everyone present.

The atmosphere of the scene gradually fell into a dull one, and Qin Si said: "Let's go back to the heart of the world first, the current situation of the boss ......"

Without waiting for Qin Si to finish speaking, the Chrysanthemum Pig directly interrupted: "No, the person who defeated Qin Baihua just now was not Lu Xuan himself, if I guessed correctly, Master Pig, it should be the fallen Ming King, none of us are sure if he will take away Lu Xuan's body again, and it is too dangerous to bring the heart of the world with him." ”

"Fallen Ming King, what is that?" Qin Si couldn't help but ask curiously.

Chrysanthemum Pig rolled his eyes, and now he obviously didn't have the heart to explain anything to them, and looked at Lu Xuan worriedly.

"Go back first, I want to be alone with him for a while. Ling Haitang suddenly spoke.

Wang Qingkong, Xiao Yueying, Luo Yuxian and other women actually didn't want to leave like this, but the relationship between Ling Haitang and Lu Xuan was already well known, even if the women had any opinions in their hearts, they could only hold back silently, after all, Ling Haitang was Lu Xuan's real woman.

"Begonia, ...... you" Ling Zhantian looked at his woman with an ugly face.

"Father, no matter what, I want to try it too. ”

"Okay. ”

Ling Zhantian knew his daughter's temper, so he simply didn't stop it, he knew very well what Ling Haitang was going to do, and instructed: "Although that method will not threaten your life even if it fails, it will still affect you after all, besides, this world seems to be able to collapse at any time, only the heart of the world is truly safe, you ......"

"Well, Father, I know that. Ling Haitang interrupted Ling Zhantian, who was chattering, smiled slightly, and went directly towards a certain cave.

......

It was not the first time that the Fallen Ming King had entered Lu Xuan's Sea of Consciousness, but he had always been in the posture of a huge grimace before, and he was restricted everywhere.

And this time, Lu Xuan's consciousness was erased, and there was no obstacle at all for the fallen Ming King, and even he appeared in his own ontological appearance.

At this moment, in Lu Xuan's sea of consciousness, in the center stood an old man with a white beard, looking at the fallen Ming King with a smile.

Next to the old man, there was a baby boy floating, and there was a stone book and a dog tag intertwined and hovering around the baby boy, as if he was hanging the baby boy's life.

Seeing the baby boy, the Fallen Ming King's eyes narrowed slightly, because he felt nothing but the pure yang aura emanating from the baby boy's body.

It was the Vajra Pure Yang Physique, and that baby boy was Lu Xuan's initial Origin Divine Consciousness.

"It really deserves to be the pure yang physique of Vajra, which is endless. The Fallen King couldn't help but sigh.

"In some sense, the Vajra Pure Yang Body is one of the two strongest physiques in ancient times, and it is completely capable of immortality and immortality. Tai Shi said with a smile, with a hint of guilt in his tone, and said to himself: "The old man thought that the aura in this world was thin, and this kind of physique could almost be regarded as chicken ribs for this little guy, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen, if he had told him the cultivation method of the Vajra Pure Yang Body earlier, it is estimated that he would have survived this time." ”

"The deity is not here to hear your confession. The fallen Ming King is not a sentimental person, and snorted coldly, "The deity knows that you are a very old exercise, in terms of age, I am afraid that I am not as good as you, but your breath is too gentle, advocating the balance of heaven and earth, yin and yang, you called me over, is there a way to wake up this kid, right?"

Tai Shi nodded, and said in a flat tone: "There is a way, and it is exactly the deal that the old man said." ”

The Fallen Ming King tilted his head slightly, and the afterglow swept in front of Taishi, and said in a deep voice: "Say." ”